Alice In Wonderland Fan Fiction ❯ Twisted Fantasy ❯ Chapter Thirty Seven ( Chapter 37 )
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By: destiny dreamer 
Non Anime: Alice In Wonderland Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Fantasy / Suspense / Thriller | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.24.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 190 | Status: Completed
Non Anime: Alice In Wonderland Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Fantasy / Suspense / Thriller | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.24.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 190 | Status: Completed
"Just keep it on till we get back inside," Matthew said with a smirk. "Then you can take it off and relax."
She nodded and they back in the car, the trunk now completely full. She rested her back against him and looked out the window.
"So, how did you enjoy your first day of freedom?"
"It was busy. There is still so much I want to do. Can I have a puppy?"
Matthew laughed and looked over to Sammy. "Well 'Mr. Cat'. Can she have a puppy?"
Sammy looked over and moaned. "We'll see.... A puppy is a lot of work."
"What about a bunny? Or a bird?"
Sammy groaned into the steering wheel. "We'll see, Alice. You can possibly have a pet. One. Single. Singular. No more."
She pouted. "Ok..." She looked out the window and placed her hand on the glass.
"Trust me, one puppy is more than enough for you," Matthew said as he stroked her leg. "You'll have a handful taking care of it."
"I took care of..." she stopped. She was going to say the White Rabbit but...he was dead. "Maybe I don't need a pet..."
"We'll see," he promised her.
When they pulled up to the house, Alice couldn't wait to get inside. After the door was unlocked she walked in and pulled the wig off. She shook her hair out, blond locks flew about her head like waves. With a sigh, she watched as all the bags were brought it. Instantly, she went to her new room and started putting things away. She took the clothes off she was wearing and folded them up to give back to Sammy then started looking through her things to find something of hers to wear.
"Hey, Alice I-" Matthew froze as he entered her room, realizing that she wasn't wearing anything. "Oh. Well, I'll let you get dressed."
"Wait stay...help me pick out something," she said and ushered him to her closet.
He hesitated, but nodded. "I don't know too much about girl's clothes," he told her as he was pulled into her closet. Not that he didn't mind seeing her in nothing at all.
"Neither do I..."
"But you're a girl. It's suppose to come naturally," he teased. His hands brushed against her as he reached into her underwear drawer. "Might I suggest some panties."
She looked at him. "You pick out the panties and bra and I'll get the outfit," she said and disappeared into the deep closet. She looked through everything looking for the perfect outfit.
He was to pick out her underwear? Okay... He shifted through her panties, surprised at what he found. After picking out a skimpy thong, he found the matching bra that went with it. He poked his head out to look at her naked form. Licking his lips, he held up his selection. "Uh...these look good."
She looked over at him. Of course he would pick the ones that didn't cover much. She pulled out a skirt, long socks, and a tight sweater. Walking out she placed them on the bed and then walked over to him and grabbed the bra and panties. "Thanks."
He just nodded slowly. "No problem. Mind if I stay in here while you get ready?"
She nodded. "I don't mind." He had seen her naked a lot so it really didn't matter. "I'm going to take a bath first, you can sit in there and keep me company if you want," she said and walked to the bathroom, not bothering to cover up, Sammy had seen her naked too. She glanced at the mirror she broke then started the water.
He walked into the bathroom with her, looking at the mirror. "Was...everything okay?"
"It was an accident. He forgave me," she said and took all her bandages off. She wouldn't need them anymore since all her cuts were small. She stepped into the water and hissed at the feeling. Laying back, she whimpered lightly as her hand hit the water. Slowly, she reached for the soap.
"Here," he said. Reaching over he took the soap for her. "Lean forward and I'll wash your back for you."
She did as he said. "Thanks."
"Don't mention it." He ran the soap over her body before taking a wash cloth and washing her back. "Will you be able to wash yourself with your hand? I wouldn't object to give you a bath this one time."
She held up her other hand. "I have two hands," she said smirking.
"I was just offering," he smirked.
She turned to him and took the rag. She washer herself then got her hair wet. "You can help me wash my hair."
He laughed as he grabbed the shampoo. "But doing this I don't get to touch you in inappropriate places."
She smiled as he washed her hair. After he was done she rinsed off her drained the tub then stood. "I'm all wet...dry me off?"
At this point he wasn't certain if she was teasing him, or if she honestly didn't realize what she was doing. Grabbing a towel, he began to rub her body with it to get her nice and dry. After a little while he just wrapped his arms around her and hugged her with it. Hesitantly, she wrapped her arms around him. The door was open, Sammy could walk bye, but she didn't care. Pulling from him a bit, she met his eyes for a moment before pressing her lips to his. His eyes widened as she kissed him. Closing his eyes, he massaged her lips, enjoying her taste. After a moment, Alice pulled back and wrapped the towel around herself. She stepped out of the tub and glanced at him before starting to her room.
He waited for her to go to her room before following after her. He sat on her bed and handed her the clothes she had laid out. "If you do well enough, what do you think about starting school next year?"
"I'll be nineteen...doesn't sound so fun when you are older than everyone else." She sat next to him and put on her thong then started to put on her socks.
His eyes stayed glued to her body. He wasn't able to look away no matter how hard he tried. "Physically, yes, but you still have a lot to learn. School could help."
"Sammy will teach me what I need to know," she said as she pulled her socks over her long legs. She looked at him. "And I'll have you too...right?"
He nodded. It took him a second to snap out of his daze. "Yes, of course you will."
She combed her hair out with a comb on the dresser. Afterward, she sat back next to him and reached for her bra. "Will you...stay the night?"
"I don't think he has any more guest rooms," he told her.
"I have a big bed," she said then bit her lip. "I promise to let you have space."
He took a deep breath. "We'll...see...." He had gotten accustomed to touching her again, but he wasn't so certain about sleeping with her. "I'll give it a try. Okay?"
She smiled. Leaning over she kissed his cheek. "If you want, you can sleep with a gun," she joked.
He smirked at that. "I'd be more likely to shoot myself in the middle of the night."
She laughed. "Ok, then maybe you can sleep here and I can sleep on the couch."
"No. If I don't think I can do it I'll just sleep on the couch. You've only had a real bed for a day, I'm not about to take it away from you."
She shrugged. "I don't mind." She looked around her room. "I'm really just waiting for the other shoe to drop...you know like waiting to find out when it will all end..."
"That is very logical," he said after a moment. "There are many flaws in this plan, but for now simply try to enjoy the freedom you have been granted."
Her eyes glared at him as she started putting on her bra. "Ok....I was expecting you to say I have nothing to worry about. You really suck at being positive."
He reached out and pulled her face to him. "I will do everything I can to keep you safe because I don't want to lose you. However, this won't be easy. Not by a long shot." He watched as she fiddled with the bra as if she was trying to remember how it went; a small smile caressing his lips.
Alice stopped putting the bra on to meet his eyes. "You...don't want to lose me?" That was sweet.
"No, I do not," he admitted softly.
She pushed her hair behind her ear. The only person that ever said anything like that to her was the Hatter. She blushed lightly and started messing with the bra again. "Oh."
He nodded, not certain what to say after that small revelation. Looking down at her chest and the bra, he brought his hands up. "Would you like help?"
She looked at him. "Yeah...it's a lot easier when Sammy does it for me," she said.
He smiled and nodded. Taking the bra from her, he moved it through her arms. After scooping her breasts into it, he reached around and fastened it for her. "There you go."
She looked down at her breasts. "You make it seem so easy..." She cupped them. "They are so much bigger in a push up..."
He laughed at hesitantly reached out to cup her chest with his hands, placing them on top of hers. "They only seem that way because the bra makes them. Though they do look...very nice."
Alice blushed again. "I'm glad you like them...I bought the bras and panties for you really...."
He looked up at her, his eyes meeting hers. "Really? Why did you...buy them...for me?"
She shifted. "Because you are the one that will be seeing them...and Sammy said I should always wear something as if someone is going to be taking my clothes off to get a peek. So I picked out things I thought you might like." She smiled. "You know, in case you peek."
His eyes took in her whole form, looking at the underwear she had so carefully picked out for him. "Well, if you continue wearing items like this I won't be able to keep myself from peeking," he said, his cheeks tinting a light reddish color.
She had to look away. She knew the heat was showing on her face. Reaching out, she stretched for her skirt. "That's the idea..."
His hand reached out to stop her. "So, you want me to peek?"
Her lips parted lightly but she didn't look at him, even as his hand came over hers while she reached for her skirt. "I wouldn't have bought such complicated undergarments if I didn't."
"And why is it that you want me to peek at your barely clothed form?" The clothes weren't that complicated, but he would get around to that later.
She grabbed her skirt. "You know why."
"I want to here again. This time when you're not locked up or trying to kill me...."
Her body felt hot all over. Her hands played with her skirt and she glanced at the open door begging for Sammy to show up and ask her to help him with something. Taking a deep breath, and looked at her lap. "I love you, Matthew..."
Like every time she had told him that before, he felt his heart rate increase. His hand fell to her thigh, slowly stroking it as he contemplated the meaning of her words and what she had just said. Finally after a few moments he simply leaned over and pressed his lips to hers. "Thank you," he whispered into her mouth.
It wasn't the words she wanted to hear from him, but she was happy that his lips made up for it. She let her grip on the skirt go and it slid to the floor. Leaning over, her hand went to his chest as they deepened the kiss, their tongues sweetly touching and exploring. There was something different about the way they held each other and kissed. He could tell it in the way their tongues danced, in the way their bodies molded together, and in the way their breathing picked up. They were softer, kinder, and gentler.... It was as if they were first time lovers almost. His hands stroked her flesh, tracing lines down the insides of her thighs while letting himself be absorbed by their kiss. Alice's heart was racing and her pulse felt like she was running a marathon. She moved closer to him, forgetting about the fact that she was wearing very little and the door was wide open. However, she was conscious to the fact that his face and leg was still tender and sore. Her hands stayed on his chest and moved over his heart, feeling it beat under his skin. She wondered if even the smallest part of him loved her like she loved him.
Sammy spun around in the dress he had bought. Going to Alice's room for an opinion, he stopped when he saw the two kids kissing. "I didn't realize I was running a brothel," he whispered with a smirk. Shaking his head as he started back to his room.
Matthew's fingers danced along the silk of her thong, surprised at the smoothness of it. As his fingers moved lower he could already feel her flesh through the thin fabric. His eyes opened so that he could look at her. Breaking their kiss, he found himself nuzzling her neck, simply enjoying the taste of her flesh and her scent. Alice shifted her body to give him more access to her neck. Though she didn't want to stop, a part of her felt a little scared. Mostly because it was only two days ago that she attacked him. She kept her eyes closed and decided that it was best if she to speed things along. If he wanted to take things to the next level, he would let her know.
His tongue ran over her flesh, kissing and nipping at her neck. His breathing was heavy as he kept his eyes trained on her. His hand slid down between her legs, gently rubbing her through the silk of her thong. She moaned and moved her good hand to his shoulder, the other stayed lightly on his chest, careful not to mess with the tender flesh. She leaned into him, her body rocking against him as his fingers brushed her heat. He took a deep breath as she leaned into him. Looking down, he swallowed hard. She was just a small girl. Not a killer. He had to remember that. The warmth radiating from between her legs seemed to beckon him. He applied more pressure, rubbing her tenderly.
She could feel his hesitation, even though he was working her harder. It didn't feel right. Sex was suppose to be special, at least to her it was. She reached down and grabbed his hand, stopping him. "It's ok...this is far enough," she whispered. Standing, she grabbed her skirt and started putting it on.
She nodded and they back in the car, the trunk now completely full. She rested her back against him and looked out the window.
"So, how did you enjoy your first day of freedom?"
"It was busy. There is still so much I want to do. Can I have a puppy?"
Matthew laughed and looked over to Sammy. "Well 'Mr. Cat'. Can she have a puppy?"
Sammy looked over and moaned. "We'll see.... A puppy is a lot of work."
"What about a bunny? Or a bird?"
Sammy groaned into the steering wheel. "We'll see, Alice. You can possibly have a pet. One. Single. Singular. No more."
She pouted. "Ok..." She looked out the window and placed her hand on the glass.
"Trust me, one puppy is more than enough for you," Matthew said as he stroked her leg. "You'll have a handful taking care of it."
"I took care of..." she stopped. She was going to say the White Rabbit but...he was dead. "Maybe I don't need a pet..."
"We'll see," he promised her.
When they pulled up to the house, Alice couldn't wait to get inside. After the door was unlocked she walked in and pulled the wig off. She shook her hair out, blond locks flew about her head like waves. With a sigh, she watched as all the bags were brought it. Instantly, she went to her new room and started putting things away. She took the clothes off she was wearing and folded them up to give back to Sammy then started looking through her things to find something of hers to wear.
"Hey, Alice I-" Matthew froze as he entered her room, realizing that she wasn't wearing anything. "Oh. Well, I'll let you get dressed."
"Wait stay...help me pick out something," she said and ushered him to her closet.
He hesitated, but nodded. "I don't know too much about girl's clothes," he told her as he was pulled into her closet. Not that he didn't mind seeing her in nothing at all.
"Neither do I..."
"But you're a girl. It's suppose to come naturally," he teased. His hands brushed against her as he reached into her underwear drawer. "Might I suggest some panties."
She looked at him. "You pick out the panties and bra and I'll get the outfit," she said and disappeared into the deep closet. She looked through everything looking for the perfect outfit.
He was to pick out her underwear? Okay... He shifted through her panties, surprised at what he found. After picking out a skimpy thong, he found the matching bra that went with it. He poked his head out to look at her naked form. Licking his lips, he held up his selection. "Uh...these look good."
She looked over at him. Of course he would pick the ones that didn't cover much. She pulled out a skirt, long socks, and a tight sweater. Walking out she placed them on the bed and then walked over to him and grabbed the bra and panties. "Thanks."
He just nodded slowly. "No problem. Mind if I stay in here while you get ready?"
She nodded. "I don't mind." He had seen her naked a lot so it really didn't matter. "I'm going to take a bath first, you can sit in there and keep me company if you want," she said and walked to the bathroom, not bothering to cover up, Sammy had seen her naked too. She glanced at the mirror she broke then started the water.
He walked into the bathroom with her, looking at the mirror. "Was...everything okay?"
"It was an accident. He forgave me," she said and took all her bandages off. She wouldn't need them anymore since all her cuts were small. She stepped into the water and hissed at the feeling. Laying back, she whimpered lightly as her hand hit the water. Slowly, she reached for the soap.
"Here," he said. Reaching over he took the soap for her. "Lean forward and I'll wash your back for you."
She did as he said. "Thanks."
"Don't mention it." He ran the soap over her body before taking a wash cloth and washing her back. "Will you be able to wash yourself with your hand? I wouldn't object to give you a bath this one time."
She held up her other hand. "I have two hands," she said smirking.
"I was just offering," he smirked.
She turned to him and took the rag. She washer herself then got her hair wet. "You can help me wash my hair."
He laughed as he grabbed the shampoo. "But doing this I don't get to touch you in inappropriate places."
She smiled as he washed her hair. After he was done she rinsed off her drained the tub then stood. "I'm all wet...dry me off?"
At this point he wasn't certain if she was teasing him, or if she honestly didn't realize what she was doing. Grabbing a towel, he began to rub her body with it to get her nice and dry. After a little while he just wrapped his arms around her and hugged her with it. Hesitantly, she wrapped her arms around him. The door was open, Sammy could walk bye, but she didn't care. Pulling from him a bit, she met his eyes for a moment before pressing her lips to his. His eyes widened as she kissed him. Closing his eyes, he massaged her lips, enjoying her taste. After a moment, Alice pulled back and wrapped the towel around herself. She stepped out of the tub and glanced at him before starting to her room.
He waited for her to go to her room before following after her. He sat on her bed and handed her the clothes she had laid out. "If you do well enough, what do you think about starting school next year?"
"I'll be nineteen...doesn't sound so fun when you are older than everyone else." She sat next to him and put on her thong then started to put on her socks.
His eyes stayed glued to her body. He wasn't able to look away no matter how hard he tried. "Physically, yes, but you still have a lot to learn. School could help."
"Sammy will teach me what I need to know," she said as she pulled her socks over her long legs. She looked at him. "And I'll have you too...right?"
He nodded. It took him a second to snap out of his daze. "Yes, of course you will."
She combed her hair out with a comb on the dresser. Afterward, she sat back next to him and reached for her bra. "Will you...stay the night?"
"I don't think he has any more guest rooms," he told her.
"I have a big bed," she said then bit her lip. "I promise to let you have space."
He took a deep breath. "We'll...see...." He had gotten accustomed to touching her again, but he wasn't so certain about sleeping with her. "I'll give it a try. Okay?"
She smiled. Leaning over she kissed his cheek. "If you want, you can sleep with a gun," she joked.
He smirked at that. "I'd be more likely to shoot myself in the middle of the night."
She laughed. "Ok, then maybe you can sleep here and I can sleep on the couch."
"No. If I don't think I can do it I'll just sleep on the couch. You've only had a real bed for a day, I'm not about to take it away from you."
She shrugged. "I don't mind." She looked around her room. "I'm really just waiting for the other shoe to drop...you know like waiting to find out when it will all end..."
"That is very logical," he said after a moment. "There are many flaws in this plan, but for now simply try to enjoy the freedom you have been granted."
Her eyes glared at him as she started putting on her bra. "Ok....I was expecting you to say I have nothing to worry about. You really suck at being positive."
He reached out and pulled her face to him. "I will do everything I can to keep you safe because I don't want to lose you. However, this won't be easy. Not by a long shot." He watched as she fiddled with the bra as if she was trying to remember how it went; a small smile caressing his lips.
Alice stopped putting the bra on to meet his eyes. "You...don't want to lose me?" That was sweet.
"No, I do not," he admitted softly.
She pushed her hair behind her ear. The only person that ever said anything like that to her was the Hatter. She blushed lightly and started messing with the bra again. "Oh."
He nodded, not certain what to say after that small revelation. Looking down at her chest and the bra, he brought his hands up. "Would you like help?"
She looked at him. "Yeah...it's a lot easier when Sammy does it for me," she said.
He smiled and nodded. Taking the bra from her, he moved it through her arms. After scooping her breasts into it, he reached around and fastened it for her. "There you go."
She looked down at her breasts. "You make it seem so easy..." She cupped them. "They are so much bigger in a push up..."
He laughed at hesitantly reached out to cup her chest with his hands, placing them on top of hers. "They only seem that way because the bra makes them. Though they do look...very nice."
Alice blushed again. "I'm glad you like them...I bought the bras and panties for you really...."
He looked up at her, his eyes meeting hers. "Really? Why did you...buy them...for me?"
She shifted. "Because you are the one that will be seeing them...and Sammy said I should always wear something as if someone is going to be taking my clothes off to get a peek. So I picked out things I thought you might like." She smiled. "You know, in case you peek."
His eyes took in her whole form, looking at the underwear she had so carefully picked out for him. "Well, if you continue wearing items like this I won't be able to keep myself from peeking," he said, his cheeks tinting a light reddish color.
She had to look away. She knew the heat was showing on her face. Reaching out, she stretched for her skirt. "That's the idea..."
His hand reached out to stop her. "So, you want me to peek?"
Her lips parted lightly but she didn't look at him, even as his hand came over hers while she reached for her skirt. "I wouldn't have bought such complicated undergarments if I didn't."
"And why is it that you want me to peek at your barely clothed form?" The clothes weren't that complicated, but he would get around to that later.
She grabbed her skirt. "You know why."
"I want to here again. This time when you're not locked up or trying to kill me...."
Her body felt hot all over. Her hands played with her skirt and she glanced at the open door begging for Sammy to show up and ask her to help him with something. Taking a deep breath, and looked at her lap. "I love you, Matthew..."
Like every time she had told him that before, he felt his heart rate increase. His hand fell to her thigh, slowly stroking it as he contemplated the meaning of her words and what she had just said. Finally after a few moments he simply leaned over and pressed his lips to hers. "Thank you," he whispered into her mouth.
It wasn't the words she wanted to hear from him, but she was happy that his lips made up for it. She let her grip on the skirt go and it slid to the floor. Leaning over, her hand went to his chest as they deepened the kiss, their tongues sweetly touching and exploring. There was something different about the way they held each other and kissed. He could tell it in the way their tongues danced, in the way their bodies molded together, and in the way their breathing picked up. They were softer, kinder, and gentler.... It was as if they were first time lovers almost. His hands stroked her flesh, tracing lines down the insides of her thighs while letting himself be absorbed by their kiss. Alice's heart was racing and her pulse felt like she was running a marathon. She moved closer to him, forgetting about the fact that she was wearing very little and the door was wide open. However, she was conscious to the fact that his face and leg was still tender and sore. Her hands stayed on his chest and moved over his heart, feeling it beat under his skin. She wondered if even the smallest part of him loved her like she loved him.
Sammy spun around in the dress he had bought. Going to Alice's room for an opinion, he stopped when he saw the two kids kissing. "I didn't realize I was running a brothel," he whispered with a smirk. Shaking his head as he started back to his room.
Matthew's fingers danced along the silk of her thong, surprised at the smoothness of it. As his fingers moved lower he could already feel her flesh through the thin fabric. His eyes opened so that he could look at her. Breaking their kiss, he found himself nuzzling her neck, simply enjoying the taste of her flesh and her scent. Alice shifted her body to give him more access to her neck. Though she didn't want to stop, a part of her felt a little scared. Mostly because it was only two days ago that she attacked him. She kept her eyes closed and decided that it was best if she to speed things along. If he wanted to take things to the next level, he would let her know.
His tongue ran over her flesh, kissing and nipping at her neck. His breathing was heavy as he kept his eyes trained on her. His hand slid down between her legs, gently rubbing her through the silk of her thong. She moaned and moved her good hand to his shoulder, the other stayed lightly on his chest, careful not to mess with the tender flesh. She leaned into him, her body rocking against him as his fingers brushed her heat. He took a deep breath as she leaned into him. Looking down, he swallowed hard. She was just a small girl. Not a killer. He had to remember that. The warmth radiating from between her legs seemed to beckon him. He applied more pressure, rubbing her tenderly.
She could feel his hesitation, even though he was working her harder. It didn't feel right. Sex was suppose to be special, at least to her it was. She reached down and grabbed his hand, stopping him. "It's ok...this is far enough," she whispered. Standing, she grabbed her skirt and started putting it on.